Chapter 464: The Golden Palace - 464
Zhu Yi hesitated for a moment before following him. He ran and quickly caught up to Wen Si.
Wen Si ran as fast as he could, but he was slow.
"We don't have time for this." Wen Si said.
For the first time, Zhu Yi saw him use the paper and brush he held. He quickly made a few strokes.
"Jump."
Zhu Yi listened and jumped at the same time as Wen Si. As they fell down, a boat that seemed to be made of Ink appeared. The ink outlined the edges and structure of the boat, but most of the boat was actually invisible. Zhu Yi could only see a faint movement of Qi that suggested it was there.
The boat shot forward and moved through the library faster than Zhu Yi could run.
Wen Si sat down and looked at Zhu Yi. "Half a year into the opening of the inheritance, Chen Jie's inheritance appears."
Zhu Yi instantly understood. No wonder he was in such a rush. It was nearly the time of the six month mark.
"Is Chen Jie's inheritance obvious?" Zhu Yi asked.
Wen Si nodded. "It creates a very obvious phenomenon. By simply expressing your desire to enter, it will take you to it. However, be careful. More people have died inside Chen Jie's inheritance than in any of the others combined."
Wen Si was very good at expressing the importance of certain points. Zhu Yi remembered.
"Of course, it's hard to say if it's truly dangerous. I hear that as long as you shout your intention to exit, you can immediately leave, but most people are too stubborn. They simply refuse to give up such a chance." Wen Si added.
"Did your sect say anything about Chen Jie's inheritance?"
"Of course. Unfortunately, it is different every time. Luckily, while the theme changes each time, everyone experiences a slightly different trial attuned to their greatest ability."
Zhu Yi nodded. The boat moved for a few hours before they reached the room they had arrived at.
They stood in the middle and an array appeared. Before they realized it, they were back in the center of the giant array. This time, nobody was here.
"They all left, we need to go." Wen Si wrote again, and a boat appeared. It seemed that his best transportation method was the boat, even if they moved on land. The boat treated the ground like water.
As they traveled, Wen Si seemed more relaxed. "There's actually no need to move anymore, but I want to see the appearance of the inheritance myself."
The boat traveled up the mountain that Zhu Yi had come from.
Zhu Yi remained silent most of the way. He anticipated the opening of Chen Jie's inheritance. Still, most of his mind was focused on the giant book he had read. Chaos Beasts, the founder of the writing sect, the world tree, all of it.
He looked at Wen Si. "Is there information on the founder of the writing sect? You said you don't know who he is, but is there really no information?"
Wen Si seemed confused. "Why? Are you interested now?"
Zhu Yi shrugged.
Wen Si spoke. "Considering how well we've got to know each other, I suppose it can't hurt to say a bit. All we have left are legends and stories. It was said that the founder was incomparably powerful. At the time of his known existence, the writing sect was completely unmatched, yet still restrained. We've always been scholars."
"What about the Frost sect?" Zhu Yi asked.
"They came later."
"What about the celestial ice sect?" Zhu Yi said, trying to pry information from Wen Si.
Wen Si turned to look at him with a serious expression. "You seem to have stumbled upon something you shouldn't have. The Frost sect is a lower branch of the celestial ice sect. We don't know much about the celestial ice sect. They were only truly active after Chen Jie's era. Still, from the stories and legends, the celestial ice sect would not have dared to act presumptuous in front of the founder."
"What happened to the founder of the writing sect?" Zhu Yi asked, though he already knew the truth.
"Unknown. He probably left this world. As for when, it was far before I know."
From his words, it was unlikely that he knew that the founder of the writing sect left with Chen Jie. Chen Jie, while his legend was nearly ancient, was considered known history.
As for exactly how long ago Chen Jie existed, Zhu Yi did not know.
Zhu Yi was tempted to ask if he knew about Chaos Beasts or about information on the celestial ice sect, but decided to stop. He couldn't completely trust Wen Si.
Soon, they made it on top of the mountain. On the top, there were many other people. They were all looking towards the distance, near the area where Zhu Yi had first come in.
"We're just on time." Wen Si said as the boat dispersed. He walked to the edge of the mountain and Zhu Yi stood near him.
Everyone around looked at Wen Si with admiration. As for Zhu Yi, he was ignored. Nobody had seen him arrive with Wen Si.
A few minutes passed as Zhu Yi looked into the distance. Suddenly, a small golden light appeared.
From the distance, it looked as if a golden dot was rolling around itself. Strands of golden light slowly uncoiled from it. It was a whirlpool of light.
As the golden light unfurled, Zhu Yi saw it take form. He felt an oppressive pressure that seemed familiar. As the light took form, he understood why.
In front of him was a floating Palace. It was exactly like the White Palace, but golden. There was no doubt that this was Chen Jie's inheritance.
Around him, Zhu Yi heard people speak.
"I wish to enter."
"I wish to enter the Palace."
"I wish to enter."
As people spoke, golden light shot out from the Palace. It formed a bridge under the peoples feet. When the person who spoke stepped on the golden bridge, the bridge retracted, bringing them towards the Palace at an incredible speed.
Zhu Yi spoke. "I wish to enter."
A golden bridge shot out. It arrived just in front of Zhu Yi. Zhu Yi stepped on it.
Chapter 465: Chen Jie's Inheritance - 465
When Zhu Yi's feet touched the bridge, it began to retract at an incredible speed. Zhu Yi had never moved so fast in his life.
Before he could fully understand his current speed, he was already in front of the Golden Palace.
The Golden Palace was huge, and nobody was near Zhu Yi. He looked at the floor below his feet. It seemed to be made of the same material as the Golden Palace, if it could be called a material. Whether it was looking at or feeling the golden light, it did not seem solid. It was as if wind had solidified into a form that Zhu Yi could stand on.
He began to walk forward. He saw golden light all around him, forming long paths, trees, grass, flowers, everything that one would expect to see when just outside of a palace. The only difference was that everything was made of a golden light.
Before long, Zhu Yi arrived at a wall of the Palace.
"Can I enter?" Zhu Yi asked.
He was speaking to himself, but Zhou Fan answered. "There should be a way to enter from here. Try touching the wall."
Zhu Yi followed Zhou Fan's suggestion. As his hand touched the wall, it suddenly formed an archway. Inside was completely covered by fog, but the fog was golden as well.
Zhu Yi walked into the fog. He was unable to even see his hands as he moved. As he walked deeper and deeper, the golden fog around him began to change. Before he realized it, he was on empty, barren land. The sky above was red and in front of him stood a man holding a sword.
The man had long black hair and long facial hair. His eyes gave off a feeling that he was ancient. Zhu Yi understood that this was his trial.
The man in front of Zhu Yi took a step. As soon as his foot touched the ground, his figure blurred.
Zhu Yi immediately turned around, his sword intent bursting out of his body. His sword clashed with the man's sword, but the man's figure blurred again.
Zhu Yi turned around and slashed out. His sword was met with the man's. The man did a 180 before disappearing.
When he appeared, his sword was directly in front of Zhu Yi's face. Zhu Yi felt a grave sense of danger. Already, he was about to lose. Luckily, his master had taught him a Time Qi technique.
Although the sword had been less than an inch from Zhu Yi's face and was moving at an incredible speed, the man's sword suddenly stopped.
Zhu Yi's figure had essentially teleported, or rather, skipped time. His sword was now directly in front of the man's chest and he pushed forward.
With this, instant completion used much less Qi. If he had used instant completion to both move and attack, he would have been drained of Qi. This way, he had some to spare.
Although the man was fast, he was unable to react to Zhu Yi's move. His heart was pierced.
With a confused look on his face, the man's body turned into specks of golden light, as did the surroundings.
Zhu Yi expected to complete the inheritance like that, but he was wrong. Nothing happened afterwards. Eventually, Zhu Yi continued walking forward.
"Master. What was his cultivation level?" Zhu Yi asked.
If not for the time Qi technique, he would have lost. He may have even died.
"Same as you." Zhu Yi stopped walking and looked at his shoulder in shock. He did not believe it.
"Isn't your sword technique the greatest? How could he defeat me like that?" Zhu Yi asked in shock.
"First of all, the sword technique is the greatest, not you. You're still an amatuer with the technique. Secondly, he was using a movement technique to completely outclass you. You have no counter for that. Finally, he was much older than you. His years of experience allowed him to completely outclass you." Zhou Fan explained.
Zhu Yi understood, but he could not hide his shock at all. No matter what, the man could have only been 300 years old at most. To be able to not only compete with his Masters passed down sword arts but completely outclass him, the man must have been a genius.
"I can tell what you're thinking. Don't overestimate yourself. In the wider universe, there are billions of people younger than you that can kill you with a flick of a finger. Hell, back in the old days, I watched over a kid named Anna who reached the soul formation realm when she was younger than you. Things are different now, but still."
Zhu Yi was shocked again. His master had revealed insane information. It went against everything that Zhu Yi knew.
That girl must have been a genius of unknown proportions.
Zhu Yi was curious. "Master, what happened to that girl in the end?"
Zhou Fan was silent for a moment. "She perished with her greatest enemy. Don't worry about it too much. It's ancient history."
Zhu Yi nodded and refocused. He was still in Chen Jie's inheritance.
As he moved deeper into the golden fog, the surroundings changed once again. Zhu Yi found himself sitting cross legged on the ground with thousands of others. Ahead, there was a woman speaking to all of them. Everything about the scene was peaceful and gave off a feeling of education.
Suddenly, the sky darkened and a black finger descended. The woman's head snapped up.
"Arrogant!"
She lifted her hand, and a palm rose from the ground. A giant black finger descended from the skies and a giant golden palm rose to match it. The clash shook the sky, shattering space, and forced Zhu Yi to fly back while spitting blood. Luckily, most of the force had been contained within the clash.
Still, to Zhu Yi, this scene shocked him to the core. He had never imagined that he would see space shatter.
Suddenly, an unknown black Qi swirled around his body. Zhu Yi felt as if death itself was grasping him.
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